Chapter 65 Yan Feng... is crazy

Xia Ling was suddenly grabbed by the neck.

There was no reaction for a moment.

She didn't know why Yan Feng's attitude suddenly changed when he was fine just now.

But she had never seen Yan Feng like this before.

Yan Feng is a second-generation rich man, but he claims to be from a noble family and has the pride and bearing of a noble family. What is even more valuable is that he is humble and gentle to others, works hard to improve himself, and does not have the bad habits of those second-generation rich men.

Over the past three years, he has been considerate and loving to Xia Ling.

Xia Ling had never seen him so crazy before.

At this moment, Yan Feng was like a mad beast, his eyes were about to burst.

The bulging veins on his neck showed his extreme anger.

His fingers tightened and tightened, and the usual gentleness and tenderness disappeared, leaving only anger and hatred.

Xia Ling felt as if her neck was about to be strangled.

For a moment, her mind went blank, her face turned red, and she had difficulty breathing.

"Let go...let go of me, Yan Feng...you're crazy."

Xia Ling now had no idea why Yan Feng suddenly went crazy.

She could only struggle instinctively, beating Yan Feng's shoulders with her hands.

"Yan Feng, let go...of the baby. You can't...hurt...the baby."

After hearing about Baobao, Yan Feng finally regained some sanity.

He let go of Xia Ling.

After being released, Xia Ling held onto the car window and coughed violently.

After a few seconds, she finally turned around.

She burst into tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice, and there was still fear and anxiety in her eyes.

Although I don't know what happened.

But Xia Ling had a feeling that something was wrong.

She pretended to be extremely pitiful and pulled Yan Feng's sleeve: "Ah Feng, what's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong? No matter what I did wrong, it's because I love you too much. You will forgive me, right?"

Yan Feng looked at her and finally saw through her disguise and innocence.

"Xia Ling, I will never believe your tears again!"

After saying that, Yan Feng shook off Xia Ling's hand.

The next second, he opened the car door and rushed out.

Yan Feng ran all the way.

Entered the Genting Restaurant again.

His thoughts were confused.

All the events of the past came rushing back like a tsunami.

But his mind was clear.

He suddenly figured it all out.

All the misunderstandings in the past were caused by Xia Ling.

All those incidents that made him disgusted and hate Jiang Ciyou were framed by Xia Ling.

But he was foolishly fooled and stood against Jiang Ciyou.

This moment.

He just wanted to see Jiang Ciyou.

He didn't know how to explain or what to say after seeing her.

He said that he had always loved her from the bottom of his heart.

He said that he had never forgotten her for a single minute.

It is a complete misunderstanding that they have reached the point where they are today.

Can you... come back to me...

These thoughts just flashed through Yan Feng's mind.

He had no idea what to say.

But no matter what, Yan Feng only has one belief in his heart at this moment.

I just want to see Jiang Ciyou!

Right now! Immediately!

I don't want to delay even a second.

Yan Feng rushed into the lobby of Genting and entered the elevator.

After the elevator door closed, we continued to climb up the stairs.

Yan Feng's heart became heavier and heavier.

The elevator soon stopped at the entrance of the banquet hall on the 87th floor.

She knew that Jiang Xiaoxiao's birthday party was not over yet.

Jiang Ciyou should still be in there too.

But when Yan Feng went in, he was almost dumbfounded.

The banquet hall that was originally packed with guests now only had a few people left.

Jiang Jinhui and a group of Jiang family relatives are scolding Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was so unwilling that she cried and made a fuss.

Yan Feng paused for a moment, then walked in.

Yan Feng walked up to Jiang Jinhui and the others, suppressing his emotions: "Where's Xiaoxun?"

Neither Jiang Jinhui nor Yao Shulan expected Yan Feng to come back again.

After all, he couldn't be separated from what happened in the Jiang family today.

Jiang Jinhui saw that he was furious: "Yan Feng, what are you doing back here? My husband and I watched you grow up, and we have loved you like our own son since you were young. But how have you treated us? You let Ciyou down, found someone with bad intentions, and led Xiaoxiao astray. We have lost all the face of our Jiang family."

Yan Feng had no intention of listening to this now.

He just wanted to see Jiang Ciyou as soon as possible.

"Uncle Jiang, this is all my fault. I will make amends in the future. What is your excuse? Tell me, what is your excuse now?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao saw a suppressed, majestic, surging anger in Yan Feng's eyes that had not yet subsided.

I thought Yan Feng was definitely looking for Jiang Ciyou to settle the score later.

Jiang Xiaoxiao said loudly with a straight face: "Jiang Ciyou is now on the 88th floor of Genting. The Crown Prince is celebrating her birthday with great fanfare. Brother Yan Feng, I know you don't care about my sister, but she is Mrs. Yan after all. She is fickle outside and seduces men everywhere. Don't you feel anxious because you are cheating on her?"

A few days ago, Jiang Xiaoxiao accidentally discovered that Jiang Ciyou was dating a pretty boy.

He immediately sent their ambiguous photos to Yan Feng.

I thought it would cause a huge storm.

I didn't expect that there would be no disturbance at all.

Yan Feng really doesn't love Jiang Ciyou, but as a man, he probably doesn't like being cuckolded.

Sure enough, Yan Feng's expression became uglier and uglier.

He glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao coldly.

Then he turned and walked away.

At the same time.

The dome banquet hall on the 88th floor was extremely lively.

Although the banquet was held on the orders of the Crown Prince, almost all the staff of Genting Restaurant were present and the arrangement was very brilliant, as if it had been carefully prepared in advance.

The venue had a buffet area with huge rectangular tables covered with clean white satin tablecloths and filled with exquisite food and desserts.

Countless tall champagne towers can be seen everywhere, flowers are everywhere, and the air is filled with refreshing fragrance.

Even the band playing in the banquet hall was a dark horse band that had just won a major international award.

There is a huge dance floor in the center of the banquet hall.

Accompanied by the music, many people are dancing on the dance floor.

Bo Jinxiu and Jiang Ciyou were also among them.

Jiang Ciyou has already changed his clothes.

The flaming red dress perfectly wrapped around her waist, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white back.

It makes her skin look even smoother.

She and Bo Jinxiu were not dancing the elegant waltz.

It's a passionate and unrestrained tango.

When she was a student, Jiang Ciyou once amazed everyone with her dance.

In fact, she has been practicing graceful ballet since she was a child.

But she prefers modern dance and Latin dance.

I haven't danced for a long time, but when the music sounded, the memory of my body seemed to be awakened instantly.

She didn't know that Bo Jinxiu could also dance.

And there is a strange tacit understanding between them.

Whether it's long steps, side steps, rotations, leaps, or stillness, they match perfectly.

It was as if they had done this a thousand times before.

I don’t know why, but when dancing with him, Jiang Ciyou felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

A vague shadow flashed through my mind.

But before she could remember it, the waves of memory washed it back to the depths of her mind.